I wake up, pull on a Green Day shirt, my skinny jeans and my Blink-182 hoodie. I plug in my headphones and go to my feel good playlist. It consisted of a little bit of Pierce The Veil and Sleeping With Sirens, but mainly All Time Low. I grab my bag, get a bagel and walk outside to my bus stop. When my bus came, I turn off my music so I cold hear what others would have to say. I sit in the front of the bus because if I go to the back, I get so much crap because I was the 'outcast'. Over the roar of the bus engine, I hear the popular kids talking about the program today. “I hear we have a band coming today.” A band? I listen more closely. “Yeah. They go by the name of All Shine Bro or something like that. It's a punk band.” All Shine Bro? Just when I start thinking about the name, we pull up to the school.
First and second hour speed by quick. Third hour drug by, then was lunch. I get my tray and walk into the dining area. I look around, get empty stares, then decide that I'm going to eat with my favorite teacher, Mr. Zachs. He was my math teacher. He is a younger guy. He respects me, and he is really fun. He's the only teacher that I can trust. I go down to his room, and stand infront of the door. I hear numerous voices. I raise my hand to knock on the door, then the door opens. I back up and look up to see who it was that was opening the door. No way. “Well, do you want to come in and eat or not?” The person says. I just stare at him. He looks so much like Jack Barakat, guitarist of the band All Time Low. I look up and try to shake off the astonishment. “Um, yeah. Is Mr. Zachs in there?” I say shyly as I walk forward.
“Hey Jo!” Mr. Zachs says waving me over to the desk that was next to his desk. I put my lunch down and toss my backpack to the ground. I scoot down and sit in the chair, still looking at the guy who answered the door. “Um, hey. Can I eat lunch here?” “Yeah! Anytime. You know that you are welcome here anyday.” he says smiling. As I open up my sandwich bag, I look up to see 3 other guys. They look like Alex Gaskarth, Rian Dawson, and Zack Merrick. By this time, I'm on the verge of crying because I don't know if I'm dreaming or if it's real life. “Guys, this is my star student, Joey Morris. Joey, this is Jack, Alex, Zack and Rian.” I hear Mr. Zachs say over my screaming thoughts.
I look up and immediately stare at Mr. Zachs in pure astonishment. “Well, don't be so shy. Say hi to them.” He says waving his hand over to them. I look down and say, “Uh, hi.” I begin eating my food. Mr. Zachs scoots over to me and says, “What's wrong? You aren't yourself.” I look up and over at him and say, “Nothing. I'm fine.” I continue to eat, even though I'm not even hungry. “Joey, I know your not. Tell me.” he says looking at me. “I, uh, I need to talk to you out in the hallway.” I say. All four of the guys look up and say, “We'll be in here.” Mr. Zachs and I go out into the hallway.
“Okay, spill” He says looking at me, leaning against a locker. “Their names aren't by chance Jack Barakat, Alex Gaskarth, Zack Merrick and Rian Dawson are they?” I say looking down at my hoodie. “Yes, why?” He says looking at me. “Well, I kind of, well, uh, nothing.” I say messing with the frills of the hoodie string. “Joey?” “I like them.” I say finally. “You're a fan of All Time Low?” All Time Low? I KNEW IT! “Yes I am. I have been since 2003.” I say looking up at him. “Alright. Let's go back in and talk, properly.” He says opening the door and letting me go in first. I'm litterally shaking at this point. I'm having lunch with the band that has saved my life and done so many things for me.
I take a seat and Jack looks up at me. “You like Blink?” “Uh, yeah. You?” I say finally making eye contact with the guys. “Yes! I love them!” Jack says. I smile and look down. Alex looks at me and says, “So, you're Joey?” “Yup. Last I checked.” I say looking down at my arms, seeing that my scars were showing. I pull down my sleeves farther and grip the cuffs. “Well, it's nice to meet you Joey Morris. Dale, it was nice to hang out with you.” Alex says extending a hand for me to shake. I look up at him and take his hand. His hand is so warm, so soft. It sends shivers down my spine. He pulls his hand back and all four of the guys leave the room.
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You Saved Me
FanfictionPeople don't understand me. I was just a small town girl who didn't know what to do. All because I was quiet, listened to punk, and always wore jackets to cover my scars, I was labeled as the 'Emo Freak'. I've been teased and hit. I've been abused b...